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The Siamese bicyclist, the dog with snakeskin and a lisp Her ride the same size as a pig White lines in the sand with mist I'm happy Yeah I'm happy I'm just happy That I'm here Oh, I'm happy Yeah I'm happy I'm just happy That I'm here A carnival since ancient times I love the Moon, see through the sky We're on a hunt, we drive tonight Black Cadillac, end of time Sandstorm outside, preachers cry Blood on your screen and lies Circus freaks be look at me I'm a circus freak, please come look at me Yeah I'm happy Oh, I'm happy I'm just happy That I'm here I'm happy Yeah I'm happy Yeah, I'm just so glad that I'm here Take, take down White lines and the cross I see through your butterfly shaped box, day Hey hey hey I see, I see through your butterfly shaped box